Realised I didn't blog yesterday. No matter, I blog now! Not that anything spectacular happened yesterdae. Realised my fighting skills are not as great as anticipated. Got totally thrashed at the SC machine by serious players. Scary man. Demoralising too.

Been reading a George RR Martin book yesterday. Can't remember title, Throne something or rather, but it's very very good. Seriously good. Couldnt put it down til my eyes slammed shut from weariness. Go try it.

Song now: random song by Chemistry


It's all in a dream

I had a dream of a girl last night.
In the night. Tranquil. Soft.
Moonlight playing on her body, shimmers in stardust as
they twinkle and dance in her silhouette.
She was a nymph, fairy.
A creature from enchanted lands of yore.
A princess from a tale that spoke of beauty in volumes, yet gentle as a snowflake in tone.
An angel without cumbersome wings.
Her face was spared time's fatal claws, its jealous wounds
But held the wisdom of the ages, when kings ruled over, too long unspoken.
Subtle features, chisled in marble, glowed in the fingers of the moon.
Short raven black hair, tinged with strands of autumn brown.
I touch it, let it fall between unworthy fingers.
Among other things,
the life and intelligence, the being that enveloped me within.
She had emerald eyes that pored into my soul, into all souls, searching for the truth,
the devotion, the love.
The love.
All you need is love.
The song rolls from her full, red lips.
Lips men desire, sweeter than grapes in summer, as poets say.
Dreamers taste neither , but drink deeply, oh how the slight touch of the temptress's lips evoke feelings of ambition
The song is lilting and melodic, filling the air with harmony.
Harmony that takes the night with it.
The dance of lovers.
The lovers dance.
We hold each other, an embrace of warmth, togetherness, for the end of time and the common world.
The dance feels right.
Because all you need is love.
This symphony of feelings, the medley of untold seasons, happened last night.
A hazy dream, untouched, unfelt, yet loved.
Twas just a dream.
But all you need is love.

- PEP

this has been another horrid production by the good man himself. Hate me... muahhahahahahaha.